A long time ago, when i was six or seven years old, my adoptive mother gave me the book as a present. For her, it was important that i should read ‘The little Prince’. However, at that time, i was a very lazy little girl who felt annoyed to read books.
I remember that i used to say trying to read the ‘Little Prince’ make me suffer from headaches, which was an stupid excuse for not reading it.
Nowadays, i’m 32 years old and due to my curiosity, i felt obligated to rediscover this book.
After reading it, i felt very guilty and stupid for hadn’t read it at that time and for hadn’t told to my adoptive mother that this story was marvellous, and still being marvellous. She passed away 11 years ago. I dedicate this book to her, because she insisted to teach me things that would enrich my life as ‘The little price’ has done with every person who have read it through all this years . I dedicate each read page to Lil, wherever she could be, maybe in a special star.